Chapter 117 You are not convinced
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Mao Zhi Sheng Xi
Chapter 117 You are not convinced
Of course, Zhou Juelun is not a person who is short of money now. The price offered by Zhang Mengyu is really hard for him to refuse, but now his focus has shifted from creation and career to life and family, and he can do it even if he does not work for the rest of his life. A happy rich man, so he still rejected Zhang Mengyu's invitation.
But he promised Zhang Mengyu that if he holds a concert by himself in the future, he will definitely reserve the best seat for him, or if they have time in the future, they can also make an appointment to sing together.
"Okay, the money has reached 25 billion in your account, and I have paid the tax for you."
"Mr. Zhang is proud!" If 25 billion is to pay taxes, it is an astronomical sum. Most singers and actors will use various methods to avoid and evade taxes. Like Zhang Mengyu, who takes the initiative to pay taxes, he even calculates the tax What's on his head is simply a clear stream.
"Juelun, the money has arrived." Zhou Juelun's assistant said.
With 25 billion in the account, even Zhou Juelun couldn't help but smile. Even if part of it was distributed by his previous company, this amount of money is enough to double his personal assets. One business is almost equivalent to all the previous ones. Struggle, how can this make people unhappy?
After signing the contract, it means that from now on, except for Zhang Mengyu's company, anyone else disseminating Zhou Juelun's works on the Internet will be an act of copyright infringement.Whether it is Tencent Music or Wangyi Music, at least in Zhou Juelun's works, they have lost their competitiveness forever.
Even because Zhang Mengyu bought the cover copyright, as long as their previous copyright expires, those songs will be forcibly taken off the shelves, otherwise what awaits them is a warning letter from Zhang Mengyu's lawyer.
"By the way, are you still going to the next event?" Zhang Mengyu asked.
"No," Zhou Juelun said with a smile, "Since the copyright has been sold to Mr. Zhang, there is no need to go again."
"Danny," Zhou Juelun said to his assistant, "buy the plane ticket, we're going back."
"Don't be so troublesome," Zhang Mengyu said, "Hong Yi, make arrangements for me to use my private jet to send Jay back home, and bring me an authentic oyster omelette when I come back."
"Mr. Zhang, don't bother." Zhou Juelun thought that a person like Zhang Mengyu should have a private jet. After all, he himself owns a private jet worth over [-] million yuan, but that plane is not good enough for him, and it is impossible to use it. Come see a guest.
"It's okay, it doesn't matter, I have more than a dozen private jets in the magic city."
"A dozen"
"You don't need to have a psychological burden. I mainly want to eat oyster omelette, and it's just a way to send you back."
"In order to eat an authentic oyster omelette, let a private plane go to buy takeaway? Is there a mistake?" Zhou Juelun and his assistant will never understand what Zhang Menglong's brain circuit is like, at least in their opinion, This kind of thing is just outrageously extravagant.
With this amount of money, he can directly hire a chef who makes oyster omelette to be his full-time chef.
"Haha, I actually have a chef," Zhang Mengyu said, "I forgot to bring it when I came from Jiangnan City. The chef from Baodao Province in Shanghai just went back to visit relatives in the past two days."
“Ouch this is really good”
"Mr. Zhang, I have bought the Indian flying cake you wanted," at this moment, an employee of Zhang Mengyu's family hurried in.
"Well, there is no traffic jam, right?"
"Clocked?" Zhou Juelun's pupils dilated several times at once, God and the others are stuck, and they didn't say that they didn't talk about it, civilized you, me, him?
"Wait, what's the situation with this cake?" Zhou Juelun suddenly thought of a very scary thing, "Mr. Zhang, it's not that you sent someone to fly to India to buy it?"
"Yeah, what's the matter?" Zhang Mengyu said to the employee, "Go and heat it up. The Western European barbecue should be delivered soon. Tonight, I will eat Indian flying pancakes wrapped in Western European barbecue. Let's prepare it first."
"Good Mr. Zhang."
"Uh..." Zhou Juelun used to think that he was a rich man no matter how small he was, but now he realizes that he seems to be quite poor.
"What? Zhou Juelun gave up signing with us?" Ding Yuxi was a little dazed when he received a call from the Ministry of Commerce.
"Yes, and the liquidated damages have already been paid."
"Where's Tencent?" Ding Yuxi asked. Now in Huaxia, there is absolutely no other company that can compete with Wangyi Music except Tencent.
"I just went to ask, and their agreement has also been terminated. Zhou Juelun's assistant said that the exclusive network broadcast copyright and cover copyright of his songs have all been sold, and the time is ten years.
"Ten years? Or exclusive?" Ding Yuxi knew what this meant. It meant that within ten years, there would be no songs about Zhou Juelun on their platform.
You must know that although the current post-00s don’t know Zhou Juelun well, those born in the 80s and 90s who grew up listening to his songs have become the main force in today’s society, and their economic and consumption capabilities are completely sufficient. Able to afford the copyright fees of his music, many people would be willing to recharge VIP for his songs, and the number of this group is very scary.
"Mr. Ding, look at Weibo! Zhang Mengyu said that he has already bought all the copyrights of Zhou Juelun, no, there are Xue Zhitian's, Lin Junjue's, my God, he even bought the copyright of Han Liguo's celestial group." Take it down!"
"what?"
Ding Yuxi immediately opened Weibo, and Zhang Mengyu's post had already been trending.
"My friends, I have good news to announce. Recently, President Wang and I have created a new music platform called Music Sound Forest. On this app, you can listen to and download songs for free. I have bought all the copyrights, and You don’t need to charge VIP, if you haven’t bought any singer’s, please report directly to the customer service, and I’ll buy it again.”
"Damn!" Ding Yuxi slammed his phone to the ground. It is not difficult to get the copyright of domestic singers, but it is very difficult for foreign singers. Not to mention other things, since 2 years ago, domestic platforms have been lost. The copyright of the group called "Big Stick".
But Zhang Mengyu actually bought it, another 10 years!
"Awesome! Mr. Zhang is Mr. Zhang, so arrogant!"
"Fuck shit! Finally there is a platform like this, I've been waiting for years!"
"You can listen without recharging VIP! I'll go! Even if you want to recharge VIP, I'm willing!"
"Woooooo, my youth is over."
"Okay, I have deleted Tencent Music and Wangyi Music."
"Upstairs, I also deleted it, and by the way gave a 1-star bad review!"
"Hahaha!"
"Damn it, has Music Sound Forest been downloaded now?"
"What is he trying to do? Spend so much money and still not charge?"
"You don't want to take a shower!"
"I think you look handsome."
"Boss Ding, our app downloads are plummeting!"
"The score has also been brushed down!"
"Mr. Ding, think of a solution quickly. If this continues, when the copyright we bought expires, our platform will collapse!"
"He is simply a lunatic!" Ding Yuxi suddenly remembered Zhang Mengyu's words, this matter is really not so easy to solve!
(End of this chapter)
Of course, Zhou Juelun is not a person who is short of money now. The price offered by Zhang Mengyu is really hard for him to refuse, but now his focus has shifted from creation and career to life and family, and he can do it even if he does not work for the rest of his life. A happy rich man, so he still rejected Zhang Mengyu's invitation.
But he promised Zhang Mengyu that if he holds a concert by himself in the future, he will definitely reserve the best seat for him, or if they have time in the future, they can also make an appointment to sing together.
"Okay, the money has reached 25 billion in your account, and I have paid the tax for you."
"Mr. Zhang is proud!" If 25 billion is to pay taxes, it is an astronomical sum. Most singers and actors will use various methods to avoid and evade taxes. Like Zhang Mengyu, who takes the initiative to pay taxes, he even calculates the tax What's on his head is simply a clear stream.
"Juelun, the money has arrived." Zhou Juelun's assistant said.
With 25 billion in the account, even Zhou Juelun couldn't help but smile. Even if part of it was distributed by his previous company, this amount of money is enough to double his personal assets. One business is almost equivalent to all the previous ones. Struggle, how can this make people unhappy?
After signing the contract, it means that from now on, except for Zhang Mengyu's company, anyone else disseminating Zhou Juelun's works on the Internet will be an act of copyright infringement.Whether it is Tencent Music or Wangyi Music, at least in Zhou Juelun's works, they have lost their competitiveness forever.
Even because Zhang Mengyu bought the cover copyright, as long as their previous copyright expires, those songs will be forcibly taken off the shelves, otherwise what awaits them is a warning letter from Zhang Mengyu's lawyer.
"By the way, are you still going to the next event?" Zhang Mengyu asked.
"No," Zhou Juelun said with a smile, "Since the copyright has been sold to Mr. Zhang, there is no need to go again."
"Danny," Zhou Juelun said to his assistant, "buy the plane ticket, we're going back."
"Don't be so troublesome," Zhang Mengyu said, "Hong Yi, make arrangements for me to use my private jet to send Jay back home, and bring me an authentic oyster omelette when I come back."
"Mr. Zhang, don't bother." Zhou Juelun thought that a person like Zhang Mengyu should have a private jet. After all, he himself owns a private jet worth over [-] million yuan, but that plane is not good enough for him, and it is impossible to use it. Come see a guest.
"It's okay, it doesn't matter, I have more than a dozen private jets in the magic city."
"A dozen"
"You don't need to have a psychological burden. I mainly want to eat oyster omelette, and it's just a way to send you back."
"In order to eat an authentic oyster omelette, let a private plane go to buy takeaway? Is there a mistake?" Zhou Juelun and his assistant will never understand what Zhang Menglong's brain circuit is like, at least in their opinion, This kind of thing is just outrageously extravagant.
With this amount of money, he can directly hire a chef who makes oyster omelette to be his full-time chef.
"Haha, I actually have a chef," Zhang Mengyu said, "I forgot to bring it when I came from Jiangnan City. The chef from Baodao Province in Shanghai just went back to visit relatives in the past two days."
“Ouch this is really good”
"Mr. Zhang, I have bought the Indian flying cake you wanted," at this moment, an employee of Zhang Mengyu's family hurried in.
"Well, there is no traffic jam, right?"
"Clocked?" Zhou Juelun's pupils dilated several times at once, God and the others are stuck, and they didn't say that they didn't talk about it, civilized you, me, him?
"Wait, what's the situation with this cake?" Zhou Juelun suddenly thought of a very scary thing, "Mr. Zhang, it's not that you sent someone to fly to India to buy it?"
"Yeah, what's the matter?" Zhang Mengyu said to the employee, "Go and heat it up. The Western European barbecue should be delivered soon. Tonight, I will eat Indian flying pancakes wrapped in Western European barbecue. Let's prepare it first."
"Good Mr. Zhang."
"Uh..." Zhou Juelun used to think that he was a rich man no matter how small he was, but now he realizes that he seems to be quite poor.
"What? Zhou Juelun gave up signing with us?" Ding Yuxi was a little dazed when he received a call from the Ministry of Commerce.
"Yes, and the liquidated damages have already been paid."
"Where's Tencent?" Ding Yuxi asked. Now in Huaxia, there is absolutely no other company that can compete with Wangyi Music except Tencent.
"I just went to ask, and their agreement has also been terminated. Zhou Juelun's assistant said that the exclusive network broadcast copyright and cover copyright of his songs have all been sold, and the time is ten years.
"Ten years? Or exclusive?" Ding Yuxi knew what this meant. It meant that within ten years, there would be no songs about Zhou Juelun on their platform.
You must know that although the current post-00s don’t know Zhou Juelun well, those born in the 80s and 90s who grew up listening to his songs have become the main force in today’s society, and their economic and consumption capabilities are completely sufficient. Able to afford the copyright fees of his music, many people would be willing to recharge VIP for his songs, and the number of this group is very scary.
"Mr. Ding, look at Weibo! Zhang Mengyu said that he has already bought all the copyrights of Zhou Juelun, no, there are Xue Zhitian's, Lin Junjue's, my God, he even bought the copyright of Han Liguo's celestial group." Take it down!"
"what?"
Ding Yuxi immediately opened Weibo, and Zhang Mengyu's post had already been trending.
"My friends, I have good news to announce. Recently, President Wang and I have created a new music platform called Music Sound Forest. On this app, you can listen to and download songs for free. I have bought all the copyrights, and You don’t need to charge VIP, if you haven’t bought any singer’s, please report directly to the customer service, and I’ll buy it again.”
"Damn!" Ding Yuxi slammed his phone to the ground. It is not difficult to get the copyright of domestic singers, but it is very difficult for foreign singers. Not to mention other things, since 2 years ago, domestic platforms have been lost. The copyright of the group called "Big Stick".
But Zhang Mengyu actually bought it, another 10 years!
"Awesome! Mr. Zhang is Mr. Zhang, so arrogant!"
"Fuck shit! Finally there is a platform like this, I've been waiting for years!"
"You can listen without recharging VIP! I'll go! Even if you want to recharge VIP, I'm willing!"
"Woooooo, my youth is over."
"Okay, I have deleted Tencent Music and Wangyi Music."
"Upstairs, I also deleted it, and by the way gave a 1-star bad review!"
"Hahaha!"
"Damn it, has Music Sound Forest been downloaded now?"
"What is he trying to do? Spend so much money and still not charge?"
"You don't want to take a shower!"
"I think you look handsome."
"Boss Ding, our app downloads are plummeting!"
"The score has also been brushed down!"
"Mr. Ding, think of a solution quickly. If this continues, when the copyright we bought expires, our platform will collapse!"
"He is simply a lunatic!" Ding Yuxi suddenly remembered Zhang Mengyu's words, this matter is really not so easy to solve!
(End of this chapter)
